Legs That Just Won’t Quit

We’d done this before, dancing for a week in Hawaii and making piles of cash. My goal was to pay my student loans; Trixie’s was her credit card debt. We planned to stay sober. Funny enough, Trixie was also my AA sponsor.

But that day in the club, rejected for my magical, lucky thunder thighs, I secretly hoped for a relapse.

Lauren O'Neal is an MFA student at San Francisco State University. Her writing has appeared in publications like Slate, The New Inquiry, and The Hairpin. You can follow her on Twitter at @laureneoneal.
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